Oh baby I was born ith a fast fuse
I've got no time to love just a city to abuse
Oh baby I was born with a fast fuse
I've got no time to love just a city to abuse

I'm the smoke behind the screen, astronaut in the limozine
Now picture us amphetamines, a taxidermy in the magazine
The mutiny amongst the fees, all the cards hiding up my sleeves
Bandages, a stripper's thighs tell the jury you're an animal
Yeah, oh yeah!

Blast off!
He try to shoot you with precision, take your face off
Young disciple it’s a lie
He was hung up by the meaning of existence
You’ll be let down so don’t you follow with your eye!

There we were thick as thieves
Frightened by shadows and the autumn leaves
We wore stolen hats, fitted souls
Aided by lies amongst the media foes.

I drop beats from this processed meat
For a conversation a meditation and
I cut waves like some unborn sage
Just like terrorists on a day of rest singing!